As I sit in a comfy chair on the second floor of Roesch Library, attempting to write this blog into existence, I struggle to focus on any possible topic I could write on. Should I blog about something personal? Say, my difficulty handling class work and projects this coming week as they all begin to stack up. No, no, that’s too worrisome and besides, that’s why I started writing this blog now, to put off the other, seemingly more difficult, work. But, now I’m stuck here trying to think, think, think about what in the world I could possibly write about when I can write about anything in the world! So, where was I? Oh yes, I’m not going to write about something personal, I just don’t feel up to it, so, how about something completely random! After a few minutes I realize it’s apparently quite hard to think of something completely randomly. So, I turn to my friend Mason and inquire as to what the most random thing currently on his mind is. 

“Methods of transportation of concrete slabs.”

No, that definitely won’t do. I guess randomness was the wrong path to meander down, so I slyly stroll on over to the alluring pastures of procrastination. Fooling even myself into thinking I’m being productive. From Snapchat to Reddit to Insta and Twitter. Scrolling, refreshing, scrolling, refreshing, refreshing, refreshing. I sigh in exasperation as I snap out. How can I be so over social media yet so attracted to it? I painfully rip myself away from the small dopamine-releasing screen and fix my eyes back onto the large laptop screen. This obviously isn’t going anywhere so I start typing simply to see where my ingenuity might take me. 

I type out the words “As I sit”. Okay, so we’ll be going with a first-person point of view in this blog about… where I’m sitting? Well that would be in the library on this chair so I guess I could write about myself in the present tense, going through my own thoughts as they come to me. Okay, then what am I thinking about? Wait. What have I been thinking about? I lose myself in a back-tracking of memories until I finally remember where this all started, of course! I’ve been wracking my brain with what to write about, which is exactly what I’ll write about! It’s a fun metanarrative that (sometimes) works well, so I took up the call and wrote “What am I Supposed to Write About?”.